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.    Little Jack, is this guy broken up in love again or has he drank too much? Is he just learning convulsions and having a good time?  Mr. Sterling asked his neighbor Old Carson through the fence.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know, I think we should file a complaint against him. This is not the first time for this kid.¡± Carson replied.

    "Mr. Carson, Mr. Sterling, I think it is very inhumane for you to slander a conscientious postman in this rainy weather. God knows how hard it is for me!" Little Jack's voice came from outside,  Interrupting the conversation between the two men, the rain had stopped.

    "Stop talking nonsense, little Jack, give me the newspaper quickly, I still have to go to work." Sterling said impatiently.

    "That's why I'm late. Today's mail truck arrived an hour late for some unknown reason, and all the newspapers from Auckland didn't arrive in time!" Little Jack said with a grimace, "Maybe you can only wait for tomorrow's mail  Newspaper."

    "What's going on?" Sterling asked in surprise, "Did Auckland be attacked by a nuclear bomb?"

    "Who knows." Little Jack said helplessly and rode away.

    Many office workers who are used to buying a newspaper on the way to work are also disappointed. They find that many of the newspapers they can buy are from yesterday, and today's newspapers are almost difficult to find.

    The first person to appear in front of people was the Auckland Courier. Obviously, after "review", they had nothing to do with an incident that happened last night. Of course, if the editor-in-chief of the Auckland Courier knew what happened, he would definitely keep an eye on it.  He loudly protested that this was a naked trampling on press freedom, and at the same time cursed his own memory for not being able to obtain such wonderful material.

    The matter arrived after being blocked at the door of the Auckland Pravda printing plant. It turned out that for people who were awakened in the early hours of the morning to work towards a certain goal, it was obvious that the Auckland Pravda did not have the effect of pursuing a scoop.  The news was released, and since the scale was not very large, the Oakland Pravda only had one printing point. Someone had already seen the huge headline on the Oakland Pravda sports page.

    The bad news is that this is a liberal democratic society, especially for the Oakland Pravda.

    "These bastards! It's really outrageous!" Thomas Merheddy, the editor-in-chief of Oakland Pravda, who just got up from the bed, slapped the table.  said angrily.  "Call the police immediately!"

    "The police couldn't solve the problem even if they came. They blocked the whole street with nearly a hundred heavy trucks. And their follow-up troops are coming in a steady stream. They didn't use violence. You know. If the police negotiate with them  It will take at least one morning to solve the problem. If their real purpose is to prevent the newspaper from being divided as I speculated, then one morning is enough." The assistant next to him said with a frown.  "The thing seems to be related to the report in the sports section. Because many of the people who appeared are Chinese. I can't figure it out. Where does this kid get so much energy?"

    "You can't figure it out. Because you are Chinese." A voice at the door interrupted him.  There was a solemn look between his brows.  He looked a little tired.  After all, he is not young anymore.  But it was Chen Xiang.  "Because in the San Francisco area. If you want to harm any Chinese, you have to ask all the Chinese for permission!"

    "Reis Chen? Real estate tycoon. Port overlord. I finally understand where the heavy trucks here come from.

    "Thomas Alhedi said with a wary face. Obviously. As a newspaper director, not knowing this person in the San Francisco area is like not knowing Jackson in pop music. In fact, Thomas Alhedi was very surprised. This Les Chen has always been here.  Known for being low-key

    "The important thing is not who I am. It's not where I come from. The important thing is what you want to do. I want to be the editor-in-chief. I have to be responsible for any words in my newspaper." Chen Xiang stared at Thomas.  Hedi said slowly with his eyes.  Not loud.  But they hit Thomas's heart one after another like a heavy hammer.  "I don't like beating around the bush. Just tell the truth. Not a single copy of the Oakland Pravda this morning will appear in front of a reader. It's that simple!"

    "Do you think this is your company?" Thomas Merhdi could not see the fluctuations in his mood. He said calmly, "The freedom to report freely is a right given to us by the U.S. Constitution. Why do you say that?"

    "The Constitution does not give you the right to create and report fake news, and it is incredible for me to say such childish words from a newspaper director. In other words, you are simply trying to play tricks on me. I think since you  Sitting in this position, you should understand that in this society, there will never be pure freedom, and everyone must follow???Stipulated Rules, Auckland Pravda Today

    They shouldn¡¯t touch the rules, don¡¯t you really understand?  "

    "Rules? What do you really think you are? God?" Thomas al-Hedi sneered.

    "I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. I can bear all the losses of the Oakland Pravda, but the principles will not change at all." Chen Xiang said lightly. From the moment he appeared until now, there was no questioning tone in his words.  , are firm decisions, as if this is his office, "If you can't decide, just call your boss. I have enough time today to help you solve the problem. I actually want to tell you that I really  I¡¯m here to help you solve your problem.¡±

    "You are infringing on my human rights. Don't think that blocking our company door will prevent us from getting the news out. We also have an online version. For the freedom of the press, we are willing to sacrifice our lives!" Tomasel Hedi was a little emotional.  , perhaps because Chen Xiang has put too much pressure on him since he appeared, the editor-in-chief of the Oakland Pravda seemed a little excited.

    "I think you may not know the facts, or you are still pretending to be confused. I have told you that I am helping you. If you still insist on your so-called principles, believe me, Oakland Pravda  On the contrary, it will become the largest news source. Why don't you call your reporter over and ask him what's going on? Really, I think I am helping you." Chen Xiang ignored Tomasel Hedi's anger at all  , said lightly, it seemed like he had plenty of time today.

    Thomas Herdi's face was ashen, which was a naked threat. If he could, he wanted to rush forward and have a real-person PK with the short Chinese man in front of him, but his reason told him that if he made any move, the consequences would be serious.  It's definitely out of control.

    "What exactly do you want to do?" Thomas finally couldn't remain silent anymore and asked.

    ¡°It¡¯s very simple, I don¡¯t want the news about Tommy Yang¡¯s fight to appear in front of people, at least today.¡± Chen Xiang said lightly.

    "This is absolutely impossible" Thomas said angrily, his words were interrupted by a knock on the door.

    Standing outside the door was Storari, the sports editor of the Oakland Pravda, and three people who were extremely familiar to Yang Xiao: the "victims" of this fight.

    Chen Xiang smiled. For him, the matter ended here. All that was left was to wait and see when the editor of the Oakland Pravda realized the mistake he had made. Judging from his current expression, this  The seemingly tough editor-in-chief seems to have relaxed his attitude

    "What time has it been? Why don't you get up yet!"

    Yang Xiao was awakened from his sleep by a "violent call". This situation had not happened in his home for a long time, which made him have the illusion that a violent woman had come to his home. When he opened his eyes, he saw that  It was an angry Zhou Xiaofei. Zhou Xiaofei would not be this angry under normal circumstances, but it seemed that the situation today was a little different.

    "We didn't sleep all night, but you guy slept in like no one else. Do you have any conscience?" Zhou Xiaofei said angrily.

    "Oh? So your matter has been resolved?" Yang Xiao asked casually, as if his mind was not clear yet.

    ¡°It¡¯s almost there, Xiaoyu is still there, saying that there are still some follow-up matters to be dealt with.

    Zhou Xiaofei calmed down a little, "But basically the problem is gone. Those people have been caught. Xiaoyu even said that he can use this opportunity to get some positive reports to explain that you have been smeared many times before.  .  "

    "Ha, isn't that the end? I believe in you, because I know you can always help me solve a lot." Yang Xiao said proudly.

    "You guys are such a gangster!" Zhou Xiaofei couldn't bear it any longer and beat Yang Xiao hard, but her outstretched fist was gently held in Yang Xiao's hand.

    "Do you know why you act so indifferent?" Yang Xiao smiled and said softly, "Because I don't care at all. I don't care at all what others think. I don't care at all what the bullshit media says. For me, protecting myself is important.  The principle of protecting people from harm and protecting themselves is the most important thing, what else should I care about?"

    Zhou Xiaofei's expression was a little confused. She looked at Yang Xiao's face, and the emotion from last night flooded her heart again.

    Even the stupidest idiot knew what to do at this moment, and it was obvious that Yang Xiao was no longer a rookie. He gently hugged Zhou Xiaofei with his left hand, and wrapped his right arm around her shoulders. Zhou Xiaofei didn't resist at all and fell gently.  Zhou Xiaofei fell into Yang Xiao's arms, and then Yang Xiao's hot lips came close to her. Zhou Xiaofei almostAfter a symbolic resistance, they immediately surrendered.
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